Game Transmigration: Saving the World Again 1000 Years Later

After hearing this line, Valk couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Hahahahahaha, we often discussed this question back then. It was this question that led to the bet I had with Beatrice."

On stage, Blake's expression changed slightly when he heard Coles's question.

"How is that possible? The Presiding Judge already said that he's only leaving."

"But isn't this usually a subtle way of saying that you're about to die?" Coles replied.

Regarding this, Blake's expression turned cold as he said, "Coles, you were the one who said that there was a chance of finding the Presiding Judge in the Moon Realm, so I agreed to come here with you using the Twilight Fortress. What do you mean by that? Also, it's time for you to tell me what that possibility is, right?"

Not only did the Twilight Fortress exist in Currere, but a portion of it was also built in the Moon Realm and anchored to the Moon Realm domain. It was precisely because of this that the Twilight Fortress could keep out the random portals produced by the Moon Realm rift from Currere and act as the first line of defense against the Moon Realm's invasion of Currere.

Acknowledgment from two Judges had to be obtained before the Twilight Fortress could teleport people from Currere to the Moon Realm. This was also the only way in the entire Vic Continent to enter the Moon Realm normally after the Moon Realm crisis ended.

"My eyes saw some clues from the past in the Moon Realm, and those clues automatically deduced a possibility about the future."

Before Coles could finish speaking, Blake interrupted him.

"You're saying that you're still spying on the net of conspiracies? Do you know how dangerous this is?"

Coles replied indifferently, "Dangerous? It's been hundreds of years. This is what it means to be cursed… Returning to your question, I observed the depths of the Moon Realm and obtained such a prophecy—the end of the Moon Realm crisis has already produced a reflection in the Moon Realm. It's a seed formed by condensing the hope of all the saved on the Vic Continent. It's a power that can save the dead."

As Coles spoke, he opened his hand and pointed at the constantly changing stage backdrop in the distance, making a grabbing motion.

"The Seed of Hope. As long as we can obtain it, any deceased can be awakened by the power condensed from the hope of an entire era."

"You mean…"

Blake turned his gaze to the distant stage painting.

"Of course, all of this is based on the premise that Lord William is really dead. If he only left this world and doesn't want to return, it will be meaningless even if we find that seed. The final division and disbandment of Judgment will become an irreversible outcome."

As Coles spoke, his expression returned to its previous coldness.

"I originally thought that you wouldn't care so much about the disbandment of Judgment. After all, you've always voted in favor of disbandment," Blake said.

Regarding this, Coles shook his head and said, "No one wants to retain Judgment more than me, but this isn't something that can be resolved by will alone. Blake, as I said, the foundation of Judgment is a person who can suppress everything. Without such a person, everything else is pointless."

With that said, a pair of phantoms that resembled bird claws appeared in his hand.

"Therefore, let us pray that we can find the Seed of Hope in the Moon Realm. Let us pray that Lord William is dead."

"How is it? How is it? Are you very touched? After you left, your loyal subordinates actually risked entering the Moon Realm where danger lurks everywhere. Just for an illusory possibility, such a touching plot almost brings me to tears," Valk acted all excited and asked.

William replied, "Then cry. I'm also very curious if the God of Crazy Laughter will cry."

William knew this lunatic's sarcasm too well. If what happened next was as He said, and these two Judges had retrieved the Seed of Hope in the Moon Realm and failed their attempts, the other party wouldn't have dragged him here to watch a play for so long.

"You didn't fall for it? How boring."

As expected, the excited expression on Valk's face collapsed. Then, He shouted at the stage irritably, "Skip over it! Skip it! Hurry up and fast-forward the plot to the end!"

At this point, the curtain fell again, probably omitting the process of the two of them searching for the Seed of Hope in the Moon Realm. When the curtain was lifted again, the scene had already undergone a huge change. The music in the background had also changed from mournful string music to a majestic symphony.

William was very familiar with the layout of the stage.

Thorn City's Holy Sepulchre, in front of the tomb sealed by the seven rings.

A huge crow black shadow hung from the ceiling like a dark cloud that blotted out the sky. Coles and Blake stood on either side of the crow with their weapons facing each other.

"You… The war has already begun. I don't understand why you're giving up our last hope."

Coles had already activated his Crowman state. His eyes were bloodshot, and his hands had turned into sharp claws. There was a bone-deep wound on his chest.

As for Blake, he held Judgment 4 in one hand and pointed it at Coles while holding something that was emitting an intense white light with a trembling hand.

The white light crawled up his arm as if it were alive, even causing cracks to spread across his hand like porcelain.

"Then, this item is your so-called last hope?"

Blake pointed at the black shadow in the sky and snapped.

"You know it too! William has left! He's gone! He will never return! If I want to end all of this, I have to have someone who can suppress everything! I have no choice!"

Jackdaw roared as well.

"You're right. That someone is a human, not a god."

At this point, Blake's tone softened.

He looked up at the black crow shadow that resembled a dark cloud and sighed.

"Coles, the greatest comfort to me is that there will be no records of what happened here today."

With that said, he threw Judgment 4 at the black crow's shadow in the sky.

The knight's sword sank into the black crow's chest, and with a sound like glass shattering, the black shadow was reduced to countless crow-feather-like fragments that scattered.

"No!" Coles yelled.

However, the countless fragments that turned into crow feathers didn't dissipate. Instead, they turned into a whirlwind that charged at Blake, wrapping him inch by inch. He was lifted into midair as they seeped into his body bit by bit.

Coles looked at the sudden change and said in a daze, "The Curse of Despair chose you to be its master… Then, what am I? Are you more qualified to be that person than me?"

However, before he could finish speaking, an intense white light shot out of the crow feather whirlwind.

Blake raised the Seed of Hope in his hand and dispelled a portion of the crow feathers wrapped around him. He looked at Coles and said his final sentence, "Coles, you're too lost on the path of pursuing strength."

With that said, he swallowed the Seed of Hope in his hand.

The crow feathers that filled the sky around Blake dissipated around him. As he let out a painful wail, white cracks began to spread inch by inch on his body.

Then, Blake reached out and beckoned, causing Judgment 4 to automatically fly back into his hand. He gritted his teeth and stabbed Judgment 4 into his chest. With a shattering sound, four pitch-black crow feathers peeled off his body. They rushed out of the Holy Sepulchre's door and flew into the distance before disappearing.

After doing all of this, Blake fell from midair into the sarcophagus. The heavy stone over the sarcophagus automatically closed, and Judgment 4 was guided by an invisible force to seal the sarcophagus. It stood erect before the sarcophagus.

"Bravo! Do you see Mr. Calamity? After shattering his soul, he even used his body as a cage to imprison an unborn Void Sovereign! He actually used his will to imprison Him for more than 1,000 years! In the past 1,000 years, a Void Sovereign's infantile body has only displayed the level of a Moon Realm Overlord. This is amazing!"

As Valk spoke, he stood up excitedly and began to applaud.

William stood up as well.

This was because the spot of light that symbolized the Crown of Original Darkness he had lent to the Crow Feather Prophet in his ether domain had disappeared.